CHAPTER TEN
Natsume was growing more and more frustrated as each day went by. Mikan, to say the least, was very relentless in getting back together with him... If you can call it that. It's confusing him. Well, he knew he wasn't confused… he was just. He was, honestly, he couldn't think straight. It's been going on for weeks now. To put it simply, to make things make sense, he needs to fuck Mikan Sakura, senseless.
Mikan was just growing bolder and bolder whenever he picks up the kids.
The other day was the worst, he went there a little late only to find the kids asleep and a freshly showered towel-clad Mikan.
"I thought you weren't coming." She said going near him as she was trying to dry her wet hair, her other towel barely holding onto her body, with her long legs in full view. Natsume thought he was way past it, but right now, he felt as if he was pulled back in time to when he was still the young boy fantasizing about Mikan Sakura. He felt pathetic, he couldn't think straight. He remembered the feeling of her silky legs wrapped around him, her nails digging into his back. The feeling of her lips around him. Her tight pu- wait this has got to stop. "Aren't you getting dressed?" He scowled.
"No. You're just a visitor, this is my house." She rolled her eyes. He wanted to stop looking but he couldn't help it. It's been too long. Somehow he prays that her towel randomly drops at some point. "God Mikan, go get some clothes." He said pretending to be interested in her ceiling. Mikan went near him, completely aware of how she was affecting him.
"But I don't answer to you… unless you want me to." She pulled his collar and gave him a peck on the corner of his lips which left him frozen on the spot. She smelled so good it was fucking up with all his senses. He knew where all his blood is rushing in. "Friends kiss when they say hi, right?" Mikan teased him as she rubbed her body slightly against his, she smiled as she looked down when she felt it. "Glad I still have that effect on you… Got you some food in the fridge. I'll just get dressed, and can you bring back the containers I gave you the last time too? Hold on." She said as she left the room as if nothing happened. He cursed the hell out of her. How can she talk about fucking food containers after that? She's a fucking psychopath, she can absolutely play him in the palm of her hands and he hated it. But damn, he really needs a cold shower asap.
She really wasn't fucking around. She got out and wore one of Natsume's gifts to her when they were still together. It was that short black satin slip dress. It had cuts in the right places, of course. She knew that, they both did.
"What are you wearing?" Natsume said keeping his anger in, he felt very very uncomfortable.
"My favorite pajama. What's your deal?" Mikan chuckled, Natsume was evidently having a hard time controlling his emotions, and she kept pushing them.
"You're seducing me, this is wrong." He muttered silently, watching her every move.
Mikan smirked. "It's nice that you find me seductive…" She scoffed, biting her lower lip. He was at his limit. "But you went here on your own will, it is not my responsibility if you feel that way. Again, this is my house. You're free to leave anytime you want." She said condescendingly, he knew how much it irritates Natsume when she does that.
Mikan then ignored him and proceeded to arrange the twin's bags when she felt a pull on her wrist. She bumped into his chest for a second. "Well then, take responsibility for this." He muttered before he went in for a kiss. Mikan was shocked at first, but as soon as she got on her feet, she moaned to her heart's content. The kiss went deeper and deeper. She felt goosebumps all over her body with the mere whispering of her name. She moaned as she felt his hands slipping under her nightgown, she yelped in surprise but he nibbled on her lower lip to distract her. He was getting so aggressive, too aggressive. It was turning her on even more, she was starting to melt in his arms. She felt so good being this delicate and vulnerable around him. He always made her feel safe.
"Ah." She moaned as she felt his hands slowly trying to slip her dress away from her. Hold on, they're really gonna do it, this isn't just making out anymore, her thoughts suddenly got her back in the right headspace. She suddenly pulled out and looked at him, his eyes filled with want as he stared right into her soul… It felt feral, if she's going to be honest. She noticed him eyeing her body like a piece of meat before settling on her lips. Her heart kept beating so fast, it was as if it's gonna fall off of her body. She got shy all of a sudden as she covered herself with what little she had. He gave her a light chuckle finding her misplaced innocence really cute as he ran his hands through his hair. "Come on, I've seen everything already…" He said jokingly prying her hands away from covering herself. "You sure you want to?" He asked huskily, looking her straight in the eye. Damn, that was so sexy, she couldn't help but feel the spark from every nerve of her body. All she could ever think of was wanting to be his. It took a few seconds before she smiled and nodded, giving him her full consent. She pushed him towards the sofa as he grinned from ear to ear and grabbed her legs, wrapping them around him, his hands started covering all her bases. She felt the bulge on his pants grow harder and harder as she kept moaning his name. He bit her lip asking for entrance which she willfully gave. She soon felt his tongue against hers and got so excited. It was a full-on hot and heavy make-out session with her leading him on, making him feel how much she missed him. Her hands held his and lead him to the places where she wanted him to touch her. His lips then left hers for her neck. His name kept coming out of her mouth as her hands were starting to unbutton his clothes.
"It's been too long, babe… I miss hooking up with you." Natsume said in between pulling her nightgown off completely. For some reason, alarm signals went off on Mikan's head. He doesn't call me babe. He calls me love. Is he thinking of someone else? What does hooking up with me mean? Is this? Am I? Is this the same setup? Her thoughts begin to go turbo mode, Natsume noticed this and stopped. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's just… nothing. Kiss me." Mikan said looking at Natsume's lips as she went in for a kiss. She felt him closing in on her panties, squeezing her ass. "Babe, I can't wait." Just like clockwork, she had those thoughts again. He's not going to take me seriously. Am I gonna be a fuck buddy again? I'm too old for this. She pushed away from Natsume. Natsume tried to claim her lips but she pushed him once again. She couldn't do that to herself anymore. "Did I do something wrong?" He asked.
"No… it's just. I don't want to…"
He stopped immediately. "I'm sorry, I was too aggressive." He said disappointingly.
"No, I like it, I mean, it's not that… It's… It's…"
"You don't have to explain, Mikan. It's fine." He said as he tried fixing himself, trying to distract himself from the odd feeling of hurt that was going through him.
They were silent for a moment up until Mikan decided to ask what she's been thinking the whole time. "I want to but… Natsume… I want you to… I need you to tell me you love me." Mikan blurted out, much to Natsume's shock.
Split seconds turned into seconds, then minutes. It felt like an eternity. The distance between two people right next to each other, felt as if it were a world apart.
"I'm sorry, Mikan. I can't." He said his head looking down at the floor.
"You… you can't?" Mikan couldn't help but feel a certain sting in her heart but soldiered on and gave him a forced smile. "I don't want to make the same mistake twice. I love you, Natsume. But I'm older now... I'm a mom, and I have kids to raise. I don't want to do this with someone who doesn't want the same things that I do." Tears are starting to form in her eyes, but she held them back. "…I know I'm worth more than that. So, it's either we do this for real, or we don't do this at all."
"What do you mean?" He asked.
She smiled, trying to control her heart from breaking even more. "It's getting late, you and the kids should head out." She said changing the topic as she led him toward the kids' room. He followed silently.
Natsume didn't get what Mikan said that night. He kept replaying the scene in his head. What does that even mean? She loves him but not enough to sleep with him? Is that it? Does she love him? Why? It's not that he doesn't love her, he does. Of course, he does! He couldn't imagine a day he didn't. It's just that, in truth… he doesn't want to believe her. All this time it was all Akira, and then all of a sudden, she loves him. That doesn't add up. She's probably just lonely, and he was there for her a lot. They have kids too so maybe it's easier to think that she does. So maybe, it's just out of pity or boredom. Lately, all his steamy thoughts about Mikan just ended the same way, with him feeling sad that she will never truly love him. It was all conditional for her.
On the other hand, while it's true that she's heartbroken. Mikan Sakura copes with heartbreak a little differently. She plans to go all out, guns blazing. When she sets her mind on something she just doesn't quit. This time her target was locked in. It was him, the object of all her desires and affection. If Natsume thinks I'm backing down just because he didn't say it back, he's wrong. She said as she finished packing the food she was about to send him. Her phone suddenly rang, it was a text from him.
Mikan,
I sent out my assistant to pick up the kids tonight. As you know, I've been very uncomfortable with all your advances. Please refrain from sending me flower arrangements at work. Rumors are starting to form in the office that I'm the lover of a dirty old man.
Mikan laughed at his text. Natsume's being difficult towards her since the incident. But knowing Mikan, she doesn't retaliate that easily. She pushes him even more. She called Natsume immediately after office hours.
"While I appreciate being told off as your dom…" She paused, she knows how he hates it when she says that. "We both know who that is between us… So just tell them you're the lover of a hot piece of ass instead… I mean, I know that's how you see me. And it's not like I'm keeping wanting you for myself a secret… Also, why aren't you picking up the kids yourself? I miss you, terribly." She moped, completely flirting with him.
"Because... the last time I was there, you wore that… that thing… and I know what you're doing. Why can't you take no for an answer?" He stuttered like a fool.
"Really? Is that how you felt when you wanted to have your way with me? Then tell me no, right here, right now. Tell me you don't want me too, Nat-su-me." She challenged. The line was silent. She smiled, celebrating her small victory.
"Why are you so shy all of a sudden? Where's the Natsume I used to know? Like the one from the last time. Don't tell me you already forgot about that. That lingerie you brought me from Europe? When you pounced on me on my couch? That's also what I wore when you did me on the floor and I was bedridden for days… You always wanted me to wear it. Why can't I wear it for you now? It's not like I'd wear it for anyone else… but you." She said in a low voice. The voice she used whenever she'd have phone sex with him. He knew what she was doing, and good lord was she doing it so well.
"Stop doing that! And stop sending me things!"
"I'm courting you. What's wrong with sending you flowers, love?"
"I thought you said you didn't want to do this. What are you, in high school? You're so frustrating! I'll talk some sense to you later, I still have one meeting in five minutes. My assistants are on their way."
"Ohhh, I love it when you talk dirty to me, it makes me want you even more… I told you, I don't do it at all, or I'm all in. This is all in, buddy. I won't be out of your hair unless you tell me to. Have a great meeting, I love you." She said as she ended the call. He's playing hardball on her, but he messed with the wrong girl.
A few hours later, his assistant came up to her front door to pick up the kids.
"So, he really sent you?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry Miss Sakura. He also told me to tell you that he wouldn't be coming in for a while, and that he uhm… he… he wishes for you to stop sending him things. He said it is uhm… ruining his relationship."
"What? His what?" She said out of shock.
"I have to go. See you next weekend, Miss Sakura!"
"Hold on! Does he have?" His assistant sped to the car, leaving a flabbergasted Mikan. Thoughts started running through her head piecing every bit of information she had of him, but there was one particular thought that took over her head.
He has a new girlfriend that's why.
He has a new girlfriend that's why.
He has a new girlfriend that's why.
Mikan got so upset and jealous. She paced back and forth in her house the whole night. She noticed the signs he was giving out, like how he was hot and cold towards her. He also does not seem to have the time, nor the patience for her anymore. Ultimately, she slowly began to realize that she lost. Maybe he just got confused that's why he went in on her the other day, maybe he doesn't feel the same way for her anymore. The mere thought that she already lost him dawned on her… and it fucking sucks. In truth, she knew it wouldn't work, but she wanted to give him a good fight, the way he did her. That was why the past days, she pushed her heartbreak aside, she never cried no matter how hurt she was by him rejecting her all the time. She promised she'd fight for him, no matter how hard it took. But maybe it's high time she throws in the towel. He's with someone else, and she has to respect his boundaries. It sucks, but at the end of the day, she has to face the truth. Natsume Hyuuga will forever be, the one that got away.
She decided to text him one last time before she completely fucking erase him from her life.
You didn't even have the balls to tell me that you didn't want me because you were already fucking someone else. Well, I refuse to be like you, you've always been a fucking coward. Goodbye forever, Natsume.
She sighed. With the thought of him gone for good, and her kids away from her, Mikan felt the most alone. Where does she go from here?
END OF CHAPTER TEN
AUTHOR'S NOTES
Got to finish this earlier than expected. No preview for the next chapter. I don't know, maybe it would take a while or maybe not? *winks aggressively*
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. See you soon!